Buncha Rambling Crap

A big shout out to all the people that are bored s@#less by my entries, but inexplicably still read them. You know who you are.

I heard a good rumor today that I am having an affair with a coworker. Of course the person that started the rumor has never talked to me in person, nor to my alleged lover. I enjoy rumors about me, with the same kind of relish as I enjoy hate mail from the site. What bugs me is that sometimes if the rumor is like this one, the woman will get upset about it, and then act weird like somehow because someone said it, that they have an attack of guilt for being friends with me. Never mind that I’ve never done anything like that. It’s irrelevant.

Last night at the gym, I ran into someone I hadn’t seen in 8 years. The last time I saw her… well heck, I can’t even remember. She never said goodbye or why she was leaving. She sent me an email saying she could never see me again. So she walks up to me in the gym and started talking to me like nothing ever happened. I pretended not to recognize her, just to be mean.

Well, she told me all about her life for the past 8 years, and then she said “maybe I’ll see you around some time.” And I said… “Probably not.”

I think she was offended.

Good.
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